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On the bluestone bed, Zhang Peng stretched out his left index finger, and soon after, sparks began to appear above his index finger. At first, it was still dotted, but in less than a breath, it immediately turned into a fireball the size of a walnut. As the fireball appeared, the air began to distort a little, and then a hot heat immediately came from above the fireball, scorching the whole room as if it had fallen into the fire.

Zhang Peng stared straight at the fireball in front of him without blinking. It was extremely solemn and cautious, and there was no sound in the whole room except for the snorting sound emitted by the fireball above his finger touching the air, which made the room seem extraordinarily quiet and eerie.

But as time slowly passed, the fireball in Zhang Peng's hand, although it still remained exactly the same as before, and the intense high temperature. But Zhang Peng did not maintain the same state as before like the fireball in his hand.

His fingers began to tremble slightly, and after holding on for another cup of tea, his whole body began to tremble violently. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face turned abnormally pale. It's as if I've just had a serious illness. At this time, the fireball above his finger also began to grow and shake.

Suddenly, the fireballs, which were big and small, flashed wildly two or three times, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace. Then the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and it became refreshing and cool. And Zhang Peng also fell to the bluestone bed with the disappearance of the fireball, and he was heavy and angry.

"I didn't expect a beginner and lower-level fireball technique to be so difficult to practice, no wonder I didn't learn it for nearly half a year. If you hadn't gone to Senior Brother Ye's place, you would definitely not have gotten started yet. Zhang Peng said to himself with a wry smile.

"Fortunately, the Heavenly Eye Technique and the Wind Resisting Technique are not as difficult as the Fireball Technique, otherwise, with my qualifications, I don't know how long and what month it will take to cultivate these entry-level spells. Take a break, and the trade fair has just begun. After speaking, Zhang Peng closed his eyes and began to rest.

Ever since Zhang Peng came back from asking Senior Brother Ye for several spells such as the Fireball Technique, he began to practice continuously in the medicine garden. And because of his own exploration in the previous half a year, and Senior Brother Ye's guidance that day, he suddenly had a thorough understanding of the casting principles of several primary spells such as the Fireball Technique.

But when he actually practiced spell casting, he began to become as stupid as he understood the magic decision, either the spell casting gesture was wrong, or the magic decision was wrong, or the mana was not in place, far from being as simple and smooth as Senior Brother Ye said.

And this result also made Zhang Peng entangled in his qualifications, wondering if it was because his qualifications were too poor, which affected his cultivation of spells.

However, Zhang Peng's heart to the Tao is extremely firm, and he rehearses over and over again in the medicine garden every day. When the mana is gone, meditate immediately, and when the mana is restored, the withered drill begins. In this way, after a thousand failures, he barely mastered the fireball technique.

As for the Heavenly Eye Technique and the Wind Resisting Technique, as Senior Brother Ye said, they were very simple and easy-to-learn auxiliary surname spells, and Zhang Peng learned these two spells within a few days of coming back.

When he felt almost recovered, Zhang Peng got up and walked towards the outside of the medicine garden. Not to mention anything else, from today to the next two days, it is an annual exchange meeting for low-level disciples in the sect, which is also what he heard about last time he went to Ye Tian.

I didn't know it before, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to go. Now that he knows, he will naturally not let go of the opportunity to quickly increase his knowledge like this, and besides, he needs to buy some things when he goes to the trade fair this time.

Stepping on the Feiling Sword that flashed with a faint red light, Zhang Peng flew towards the Xifeng Tianyu Square where the trade fair was held.

Along the way, he also saw a lot of Taixian Sect Master brothers who were wearing blue robes like him. He also stepped on a red Feiling Sword and flew towards Tianyu Square.

It's just that those junior brothers observed his cultivation with the Heavenly Eye Technique, and after discovering that he was just a fifth-level cultivator rookie, they all flew away with a look of contempt and disdain. For fear of getting close to their junior brother and losing his face.

Zhang Peng was not angry at what these senior brothers had done, and by now he had fully integrated into the world of monks. It's not that he hasn't encountered this kind of force before, and he's already used to it.

It's just that he is also thinking in his heart, after participating in the trade fair this time, he will refine the Gathering Spirit Pill. I believe that it won't be long before these high-ranking senior brothers will be caught up by themselves.

An hour later, Zhang Peng lowered his flying sword on the periphery of Xifeng Square. At this time, there were already many stalls set up in the square around the same door, and a huge Sichuan shape was formed.

Many people from the same door either gathered around the stall to exchange something, or walked around the open space exposed between the stalls in twos and threes, looking quite lively.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Peng gradually walked towards the stalls in the square, only to see that each stall was full of all kinds of strange items.

There are all kinds of talismans, such as the thunder and fire talismans, fireball talismans, vajra covers, fire snake talismans, and wooden runes that he saw in the book of talismans.

Some are all kinds of low- and medium-level magic weapons, such as copper rings that can be large and powerful, iron balls that can fly out of the gourd to automatically track enemies, and flying knives that flash with cold light, etc., all of them are brilliant and extraordinary.

There are also stalls with all kinds of refining tools and alchemy raw materials. In short, the square is full of people, and Zhang Peng, who also sees all kinds of rare treasures, is very moved.

However, he also understands that with his net worth, he can't afford to buy most of the things here at the moment. Although there were still about twenty spirit stones in the storage bag, they were all the seeds he used to buy talisman pens, dansha and raw materials for making talisman paper, but he couldn't spend a piece of it at all.

Zhang Peng, who wanted to understand this, resisted his excitement and looked carefully at the stalls on the square one by one. Not to mention, this really made Zhang Peng learn a lot of things, for example, as far as the talisman is concerned, a dozen or ten blank rune papers only need one spirit stone.

The primary lower-level fireball talisman is 2 spirit stones, while the beginner-level icicle talisman requires three spirit stones. And if it is a primary, intermediate-level fire snake talisman, the price will be doubled several times, and it will cost five spirit stones, while the vajra talisman that is also an intermediate talisman will be sold for about eight spirit stones. In short, the defensive talisman is far more expensive than the offensive talisman about twice as expensive.

This also immediately made Zhang Peng feel his poverty and sourness. But then he began to get excited again, and the price of the talisman was so high. As long as he can buy a talisman pen this time, his talisman making career will begin, and the spirit stones that will roll along will solve his current big dilemma.

As the flow of people went from booth to booth, more and more things were learned.

For example, the skin of a demon beast that is more than a hundred years old can be used to refine magic weapons, the seeds of five-mango grass can be used to make talismans, the stalks of seven-hearted flowers can be used to refine pills, and other things that he has never heard of before, which suddenly makes him feel refreshed.

As the clock ticked by, the sky grew dark. At this time, a bronze ancient lamp with a height of half a person suddenly appeared on the square, and a piece of moonstone the size of a fist emitted a soft white light was inlaid on the ancient lamp, and the stars looked particularly beautiful.

The gradual darkening of the sky also makes the light emitted by the thousands of ancient lamps on the square stronger and stronger, illuminating the entire square as bright as day. Just as Zhang Peng was fascinated by this beautiful scenery, there was a sudden noise from the stall not far in front.

The crowd immediately swarmed towards the stall, and saw a very handsome young man, confronting another black-faced man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, as if he was still arguing about something?

However, this young man and the black-faced young man seem to be well-known figures in the sect. After a while, someone recognized them and began to talk in a whisper.

"Isn't this Senior Brother Liu and Senior Brother Jiang? ”

"You don't know this, it's not for Senior Brother Ling's Qingfeng Banner. ”

"Qingfeng Banner, that's the best of the best. I heard that this banner can easily cast the spell of the wind caste, and it also has a bonus effect. ”

"Is it a blue flag on the ground? It is worthy of a high-grade magic weapon, it is beautiful. ”

"The top-grade magic weapon is very rare, why did Senior Brother Ling sell it?" it seemed that someone grabbed the midpoint and said it casually;

Didn't you see what it said underneath? In exchange for five Gathering Spirit Pills or Broad Spirit Pills, it seems that Senior Brother Ling is preparing to build a foundation, but now it should be called Senior Brother Ling.

I see, after the foundation was successfully built, Senior Brother Ling's qualifications would indeed no longer be able to use the Qingfeng Banner.

Zhang Peng was on the periphery of the crowd, constantly listening to the discussions of the surrounding brothers and sisters about the two in front of him. Curious, he used his divine sense to slightly sense the Qingfeng Banner that those senior brothers were talking about. In his divine sense, he found that the flag was cyan as a whole, and the whole body exuded a faint aura. There seems to be a fresh breeze on the surface of the flag, which is constantly rotating around the small flag, making the small flag look mysterious and abnormal.

Senior Brother Ling, who everyone was talking about, had gathered when he saw so many fellow disciples. It was no longer good to pretend to ignore it, and simply coughed twice, and the scene suddenly quieted down.

After glancing at the two young men facing each other, he said lightly:

"Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Jiang, I don't care which of you two has the exercises, it is more in line with this Qingfeng Banner. As long as you're between the two. Whoever can come up with the elixir I need, this Qingfeng Banner will be theirs. Of course, if you two can't give it up, get out of here, and don't get in the way of my business here. ”

Hearing this Senior Brother Ling's unkind words, the faces of these two suddenly became ugly. The black-faced man was fine, and he didn't say anything except glaring angrily at the handsome young man opposite. And the handsome young man who looked good directly "snorted".